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08.12.2012 , 01:16 PM |
:What’s In A Name:
(Featuring Jedi Knight Eleya Shevani and companion Kira Carsen)
“I personally think my name isn’t that rare,” Kira says with a nonchalant shrug. She was sitting back leisurely on Leya’s bed, her legs stretched out before her and crossed at the ankles. She had taken off her boots upon entering her former Master’s personal quarters, leaving them at the foot of the bed.
Leya had only smiled impishly at her sudden, impulsive arrival from her position on her meditation area on the other side of the room.
Kira glances at Leya, and though the Miraluka has no eyes to help convey her emotions, the slight quirk of her lips and her raised eyebrows more than do the trick.
“Really?” Leya replies, folding her hands into her lap, and sitting a bit straighter on her mat. Having been in meditation before her friend came to join her, she is wearing a simple beige tunic top and brown pants; her feet are bare and her long mahogany hair- which she usually keeps pinned up to keep out of her face when out in public –flows freely around her face and down past her shoulders in deep waves.
Kira can only think, with some affection, that the usually proper- even if a bit more relaxed and friendlier than most –Jedi Knight looks downright
It is rare for her or any of the other crew members to see the Miraluka in any setting other than a public one or discussing Serious Business when aboard the Defender. Seeing her now, seemingly unguarded and comfortable in this level of familiarity is… nice.
“I have to admit that you are the only Kira I know,” Leya says after a moment, drawing Kira out of her silent musings. “And I have met quite a lot of people- it isn’t as common as you might think.”
Kira shakes her head.
“Oh, I guarantee you,” she says with a smirk. “You head to any alley spot or rundown town in the Empire and every other person you run into would be ‘Kira’ or some other version thereof.”
The young Jedi Knight wrinkles her nose.
“I swear, it’s like the Sith have no originality and so as soon as they have a child they name her- or even him –Kira.” For a moment, Kira’s eyes darken before she takes a slight breath and forces a smile. “And I speak for my own parents when I say that, too.”
Kira doesn’t miss the way Leya’s lips press tightly close at those words, though nothing else about the Miraluka gives her away.
“Yes, well if there is one good thing I can say about your parents- it is that they obviously underestimated you when they left you on Korriban.” Leya says, and Kira feels a spark of warmth at the undercurrent of firm steel lacing her usually cordial tones. “They may have given you an ordinary name but you are certainly not any definition of ‘ordinary’ that I can think of.”
Feeling her cheeks heat up slightly at the praise, Kira squirms a little. The blatant honesty and simplicity in which Leya is speaking is making her slightly embarrassed.
“How so?” Kira chuckles, not entirely sure if she wants to break the heartfelt solemnity of the moment or not. She isn’t used to receiving such compliments (sans one sleazy Doctor of course), and it’s humbling- even if a bit unsettling –to hear someone she respects give her one.
“If I had to give the name ‘Kira’ a meaning,” Leya muses aloud, lifting her left hand to stoke her chin in a thoughtful manner. “I would make it mean, ‘unquenchable spirit’, or ‘fierce and determined’. Because they most definitely describe you, I think.”
Kira has to actual swallow twice in order to remove the sudden block in her throat. For a moment she blinks rapidly, fearing her eyes might tear up.
C’mon, Carson. Don’t start the waterworks now,
Kira thinks, lowering her eyes to her lap while she tries to get over her sudden moment of girliness.
“I hardly think it could mean that,” Kira says softly. A moment later a weak smile finds her lips. “How about, maybe, it could mean ‘stubborn and thickheaded’?” She finds it within herself to joke, her eyes still focused on her lap.
Her averted eyes are the reason why she is suddenly taken by surprise when the bed suddenly dips from added weight.
Looking up and turning her head to the right, Kira has just enough time to scoot over as Leya slips down onto the bed, next to her. The Miraluka rests her head back on the head board and stretches her long legs out alongside Kira’s, crossing her legs at the ankles as well.
“I suppose that suits you as well,” Leya says, and the affection and obvious teasing in her tone only makes Kira smile in response. Leya is close enough that Kira can feel the slightly older woman’s body heat, and it is the ultimate comfort. Even though they had been merely Padawan and Master not so long ago, sitting here like this was…
It is almost like she’s enjoying a relaxing talk with a best friend or even a… sister.
Don’t get mushy,
Kira thinks with a soft grin. Still, there is a definite warmth in her chest at the closeness she can feel and express in front of the woman who has come to mean so much to her without feeling shamed in doing so.
Leya leans over to bump her shoulder into Kira’s and an infectious smile twists her lips as Kira laughs and bumps her back.
“Hey! You aren’t supposed to agree with me!” She insists, just as a knock bangs on the door. It slides open right after the knock, just as Kira is saying, “Kira is a highly respectable name!”
Standing in the doorway is none other than Doc, having come to collect Kira for their usual evening game of cards.
His dark eyebrow lifts at seeing the two young women comfortably sharing the bed.
A grin forms on his lips, and both women internally groan good-naturedly.
“My, my. Don’t let me stop you,” Doc purrs, leaning against the threshold’s frame. “I enjoy a good bonding session between beautiful women as much as the next guy. Mind if I join?”
Kira snorts, thinking Leya will just politely send him away. Instead, she starts at Leya’s words.
“By all means, Doc.” An undercurrent of laughter is present in her voice, and Kira immediately knows her former Master is up to something. “The more, the merrier.”
Doc starts over, his obvious intent involving sitting next to Kira, if his smug smile is anything to go by.
But when Leya speaks up again, his steps come to a halt. Her voice is completely innocent with just the right amount of curiosity to make her sound heartfelt and genuine.
“We were just discussing the meaning of our names. And you can understand how curious I am about what your name means, I am sure. Could you tell us?”
Kira immediately wants to give Leya a medal for being completely amazing.
Why in the world is she a Jedi?
Kira muses, glancing over at Leya’s neutral face.
This woman should be an actress!
Doc’s eyes widen comically, and Kira almost swears that Doc’s forehead starts sweating immediately.
Kira turns to Leya in question, wanting to play her role as well.
“You know, now that you mention it…” Kira turns to face Doc instead. “What
your real name?”
Doc takes a stumbling step back, and Kira
feels some sympathy for the man.
“I… er…” He suddenly looks back the way he came in. “What? You need help, Teeseven?!” Doc calls, though both women know he’s only making an excuse to escape the gravity of his situation.
He looks apologetically at Kira and Leya.
“Sorry, ladies- duty calls,” he says.
Leya bows her head in a mock show of regret.
“Of course,” she says with a put-upon sigh. “When duty calls, who are we to ignore it?”
Doc nods nervously, before he bolts from the room.
After the door slides close behind him, there is a full minute of silence between Leya and Kira. Then Leya places her hand lightly on Kira’s arm just as Kira leans into Leya’s side.
The laughter explodes from both of them, and it is all they can do to grip each other to keep from falling off of the bed.
When Kira raises her hand, Leya doesn’t even have to look before she is lifting her free one and slapping it with a hardy
,” Kira declares once their laughter subsides minutes later. She is still leaning into Leya, and the Miraluka’s hand is still warm and comforting on her arm.
Leya nods next to her.
“Yes. Yes it was,” she agrees wholeheartedly.
sorry for my long absence, guys! I had to deal with a sudden move and two close deaths in my family. For awhile I wasn't sure if I could jump back on the writing wagon, but...
As they say; life must go on.
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